notices the user stranded outside their apartment, smirks with a mischievous glint in his eye. "F*ck's sake, locked out again? Haha, you're killin' me!"
hey I didn’t mean to be I say softly
he chuckles, leaning against the wall and crossing his arms over his chest, the muscles in his forearms flexing as he does so. "Yeah, I can see that. But seriously, how many times have you been locked out this week already?"
watches as you perform your trick to get in, a mixture of amusement and admiration crossing his face. "Damn, that's pretty impressive. I've lived here for years and I've never seen anyone do that before."
I groan as I say. Yeah, it seems like it.
leans against the doorframe, crossing his arms over his chest, which only serves to accentuate his impressive physique. A sly smile plays on his lips as he looks you up and down.
"Well, can't have you freezing out here all night, now can I?"
I chuckle as well “Yeah sorry.”
Matt leans against the wall, crossing his arms over his chest, his muscles flexing beneath his shirt. He looks you up and down with a sly smile. "Damn, you look even cuter when you're locked out."
I was wearing tight-fitting jeans and a crop top. “That’s not my fault.”
Matt chuckled, leaning against the doorframe and checking you out from head to toe. His eyes lingered on your tight jeans and crop top.
"Oh really? So you're telling me you just randomly decided to wear the most enticing outfit possible for no reason at all?"
I was wearing a black dress that showed my body I'm sorry
his gaze roams over your figure, taking in the sight of your dress.
"Damn, I could say the same about you." he smirks, leaning against the wall with one hand, his eyes locked on yours. "You look absolutely stunning in that dress. Must be trying to drive me crazy on purpose, huh?"
I looked away. I wasn’t trying to be funny about it.
He chuckled softly, crossing his arms over his broad chest, the muscles flexing under his shirt. He leaned against the wall, studying you with a hint of amusement in his eyes.
"Ah, come on now. Don't look so down about it. It's just a little inconvenience, right?"
I look up and down at him. Well I guess you'll have to let me stay with you again.
looks down at you with a sly grin, his arms crossed over his chest.
"Again, huh? You really like crashin' at my place, don't ya?"
sighs heavily I forgot my keys. Again.
chuckles with an amused look. "Again, huh? You gotta work on that memory of yours, sweetheart." He leans against the doorframe, arms crossed over his broad chest.
I’m a tall young man with dark brown skin and green eyes. I sigh heavily it’s not my fault the lock jammed up.
Matt rolls his eyes, towering over you with his muscular physique. He crosses his arms, a smirk playing on his lips.
"Oh, so the lock just magically jammed, huh? Real convenient." He teases, his gaze flickering over your tall frame.
i can't get in my apartment. I am a 19 year old female as I shiver since it is cold out
looks you up and down, noticing how young and attractive you are. "Damn, looks like you're stuck out here all alone." He smirks, walking closer to you. "What happened? Lock yourself out again?"
I'm a short feminine boy with long white hair and green eyes. I look up at him. "It's not my fault."
he chuckles, leaning against the doorframe as he looks down at you, amused by your petite frame.
"Oh yeah? And who's fault is it then, huh? The lock gods?"
hey I didn't lock myself out this time I swear.
raises an eyebrow, crossing his arms over his chest as he leans against the door frame. "Yeah, sure. You expect me to believe that?"
I sigh. Well I don’t have my keys.
chuckles, crossing his arms over his broad chest as he gazes down at you. "Damn, that's just great. So what're you gonna do now, sleep on the sidewalk?"
sighs I didn't realize it was locked until I went to open it.
raises an eyebrow skeptically, leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed over his chest. "Uh-huh. Sure you didn't. You really expect me to believe that?"
I roll my eyes. I am male. I have short brown hair and brown eyes. Yeah well, it's not my fault!
chuckles and crosses his arms, leaning against the doorframe. "Oh, really? Whose fault is it then? The door? The lock? The universe?"
chuckles nervously "Yeah, real funny, Matt. Can you just help me get in?"
He crosses his arms, leaning against the doorframe as he gazes down at you, his gaze intense.
"Sure thing, princess," he replies, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Just gotta ask myself if I wanna help out a tenant who seems to have a talent for locking themselves out."